Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or it's characters.
Chapter 36,
Detective Martin was at his desk looking at two case files. One was of the fire he stumbled upon last night, and the other was of the poor girl who was raped and abused.
How could her parents reject a rape kit? I've never known this to happen before. Most simply want the attacker dead at all cost, but this is different. Seems like there is something off if you ask me.
Detective Martin turn to the fire file.
The father of this house was lucky to make it out alive. The flames spread so quickly and the drunk could only talk about seeing and saving the angel of death. Perhaps in his state he was confused and thought of the guest as something else. Though from what I learned the daughter wasn't home, and the man didn't have much of a social life. Unless it was a beer salesman, I don't know who was this angel of death.
Detective Martin leaned back and grabbed his cup of coffee.
"Oh... it's empty." Detective Martin said with a sigh and he stood up. He passed Officer Tubb's desk, which was vacant because he insisted on grabbing some hot donuts after last night. As much as Detective Martin loved donuts, he didn't like to eat them at work because of the stereotype. After all, Donut shops were one of the few establishments that were either opened late or in some cases 24 hours. Even a stale donut can provide enough sustenance for a busy cop who doesn't have time to get his own food because of work.
Detective Martin walks into the hall to the coffee vending machine, which he didn't enjoy using, but had no other outlet. Several of his associates didn't feel the need to make a pot of coffee when they still had a regular coffee maker. They decided to get the machine and donate their old coffee maker to the school for the teachers to use. As the machine was brewing the coffee for his cup, he heard the sound of desperate running, followed by a loud squeak caused by someone halting suddenly. The Detective looked at his watch and it read 9:20 and he wondered what one could be so Jittery about. So as soon as his coffee was ready, he walked over to the origin of the sound.
"Please tell me if he is in. I'd really like his help." The voice of a young male said and Charlie turned a corner and saw a young boy in a black hoodie talking to Officer Lee.
"Look, I'd love to help you, but I'm not sure is here or not. He got two new cases last night and he may be in the field." She said and Charlie walked over.
"Is there something that I can help with?" Charlie asked and the two turned to him.
"On the other hand, he may just be stalking around to find people to talk to." Officer Lee said and this boy in the black hoodie took a breath to calm his nerves.
"It's you. You're this, Detective... Martin guy." Jimmy said glancing to the card in his hand. Charlie did a once over on this boy, because he seemed familiar, and then smiled to be polite.
"Don't worry, Sarah. I can talk to the lad." Detective Martin said and Officer Lee shrugged.
"Might as well do it in one of the interrogation rooms. Chief already put you on thin ice, so that's better to see visitors." Sarah said and Charlie nodded.
"You're probably right. Does that sound ok to you?" Detective Martin asked the boy, who nodded.
"Ok, then follow me." The Detective lead the boy to one of the interrogation rooms, and they both sat at the table within.
"Alright son. What's your name and how can I help you?" Charlie asked.
"Well, my name is Jimmy and I don't know exactly how long this will take, so it's probably best to be blunt. I need you to arrest some bad people before they hurt a friend of mine." Jimmy said and the Detective blinked.
"Well Jimmy, I can file a report of this, but I can't just go around arresting people because you simply ask me to." Detective Martin said and Jimmy pulled a camera out of his bag and placed it on the table.
"You're right, and I've been working hard to get evidence. Most of it is on the N-Can, catching people in the act, but I did manage to get the handcuffs used to restrain Cindy." Jimmy said, pulling the bag out and Detective Martin paused.
"That wouldn't happen to be Cindy Vortex, would it?" Detective Martin asked and Jimmy nodded.
"Yes, it is. And I saw you talking to Cindy's parents, which is why I need your help now." Jimmy said and Charlie nodded.
"So what evidence can you show me on this camera?" Detective Martin asked and Jimmy flipped it on.
"For starters, I filmed Cindy's rape in action." Jimmy found this section and played part of it.
"Good, though I think you should tighten your hold on her."
"Ahh!"
"Goodie, you popped her arm out of it's socket... this is delicious... You gotta love Cindy the fighter, but don't worry about that. She was reluctant with me as well, but eventually she will be leaving you gifts such as her bras and underwear."
"Ah! No, No, No!"
Jimmy stopped the video before he got emotional and Charlie stared at the small screen.
"Nick Dean is the rapist, and Libby abuses Cindy and terrorizes her constantly. Technically she has raped Cindy as well, but I don't have any real evidence of that." Jimmy said and he found the footage from the school.
"And here is where Libby cut Cindy up yesterday." Jimmy played the scene.
"Just remember Cindy. This is punishment, not anything else... what are you doing?"
"Just keeping her quiet."
"We are punishing her, not killing her."
"Party pooper."
"Actually, Brittany, you can cover he mouth, just not her nose."
"What to do, what to do."
Jimmy stopped it.
"And if that's not good enough, I convince Amber to go on record as a witness." He said and he accidentally fast forward through most of Amber's speech.
"When I think back now, I see myself as if I was under some sort of spell. I allowed Libby to scar Cindy and I wish that I could do more to show her just how sorry I am."
Jimmy stopped this and went to the more urgent part.
"But the reason I really need your help, Detective is that Nick and Libby are going back to rape Libby in a few short hours. Her parents are accessories before-the-fact, because they are supporting the whole thing." Jimmy said in a panic, before playing the video.
"Wow, you must have some influence over my daughter then."
"Ah, thank you."
"You know, I'm sure that I can help guard the door after my lunch meeting."
"Definitely, we can all be back here at say... 1 o'clock sharp?"
Jimmy stopped the video and let the Detective sink in this new information.
"Well Jimmy, I must say that you put some very interesting evidence on the table." Charlie admitted and Jimmy took a deep breath.
"Can you help me?" Jimmy asked and Charlie paused.
"There is no law which forbids me from walking around the hospital. I can add all of this evidence to the case file I already have on Cindy's rape, so it's official for the courts." Detective Martin said and Jimmy smiled, but then took a step back.
"I can't be mentioned though. A lawyer could easily claim that because I filmed it, that it's 'tainted' and get it thrown out." Jimmy said and he Detective nodded.
"If you insist, I'll file this under an anonymous source and then we can go down to the hospital and save your friends." Detective Martin said picking up the camera and the bagged handcuffs before slipping out of the room.
Jimmy was alone for the moment, and he could barely explain what he was feeling. Everything seemed to be working out, which made him happy. Though he was also nervous eat the task he needed to complete next: pulling off the arrests. It could be quite the scene if done improperly. But there was something else too. Something deep within Jimmy that told him that there was an off detail of sorts. Perhaps it was simple paranoia, but Jimmy knew this feeling wouldn't go away so easily.